Mark the date (MarkiplierxReader)

      "I'm fine."  Mark was groggy and quiet, like he just hacked up a lung, yet he insisted he didn't need help.  Who I had accepted as his mother and brother were sitting on the other side of the bed from me. "have you guys even actually, properly been introduced?"
        I made awkward eye contact with them and shrugged, Tom had seemed nice enough but I hadn't even exchanged two words with their mom. "...not really." Tom said semi awkwardly.
"But it's fine, don't worry about it, don't strain yourself." Mark looked as fit as he were yesterday.
       "Oh" Mark took deep breaths between his words and this made him look feebler than before. "Oh no I'm fine... Perfect fine" he was resting his head against his fluffed pillow and all of the sudden he looked a little bit more... Injured. He let his neck roll so he was looking at me and we made eye contact, he giggled like a school girl "Your so... Pretty" my eyes widened and I blushed
      "M-Mark! Nonsense! Your all hooked up to these machines, not thinking straight!"I lightly tapped him to make him stop.
       "I-I think I love you." Mark let the words come quietly out of his mouth. My gut dropped and I felt my mouth moving but no words seemed to form as silence hung in the air. "I love you too Mark."
I finally managed the words.

And then all in one motion

I woke up in the waiting room with who I remember being Tom, sitting next to me.

It was a dream, Mark is still unconcious
And I still don't know if I love him.

I don't even know if I'll ever be able to tell him.

Markiplier Edward Fischbach might be dying.

Mark might be dying.

Mark is dead.

No he's not get that thought out of your head

But he might be
But he isn't
But he might be
But he isn't
Mark is dead.

Mark is alive

Mark is d e a d

(Hopefully I will update on Christmas a full 1000 word chapter and it may include jackaboy/Sydney so look out for that... No promises though ;) )